Heaven's Trio- Chapter 5
Chapter 5 ahead! :D
Chapter 5:
"Kibummie?" A soft voice permeated through the air.
Kibum snapped out of his daze and quickly replied, "Yes, hyung? Am I rubbing you too hard?"
"Ahh no, it's just that you've been rubbing the same spot for the last ten minutes...Is something on your mind?" Yesung asked, worried about his kind dongsaeng who was helping him with his bruises.
Something on my mind? Nothing, other than our entire history replaying in my mind. "Oh, I'm sorry...I must've dazed out for a bit. Well, I'm done. Are you feeling any better?" Kibum replied, tapping Yesung's backside lightly.
Yesung stretched out luxuriously, muscles rippling under his tight skin as he moved. A sleepy yawn prevented him from answering right away. "Mmm...yea, it feels a lot looser now. Hehe all thanks to my caring and adooooorable dongsaeng, right?" He smiled warmly up at Kibum, who was putting away the medicine oil back in its cabinet.
"It's good to hear some thankful words for once," said Kibum gruffly, trying to hide his own smile. "But I thought that you said you didn't like aegyo? So why are you acting all cute right now, hyung?"
Yesung narrowed his eyes. "Pfft...fine, if you don't want to see me, then leave! Go back to that lonely apartment of yours and read your books or something." He pouted at the younger man, revealing his own cuteness to the max.
"Aishh, hyung, why are you like this?" Kibum reached out and playfully rubbed his face. Upon Yesung's startled and playfully dark look, he asked, "Why does it seem like I'm the hyung around you...you're the one's who's supposed to be the mature one around here."
"That's because I save my maturity for everyone else. Only you can see this side of me," replied Yesung cheekily, getting up from the couch and heading over to the kitchen. "Hmm..what's there to eat...you should stay for a midnight snack, Kibummie, before you leave."
Kibum looked at the older man's back. Did he really just say that? Does he know what he could be implying? But...who am I kidding...he probably doesn't mean anything. But...what about Kyuhyun today? Did he mean for him to take the blame? Kibum thought back to his original intention in crashing Yesung's place in the middle of the night. He was going to find out what Yesung's intentions were, once and for all.
Yesung was still on a food hunt when Kibum said, "Hyung? Can you come over here for a minute? I have something I want to ask you."
As Yesung sat down on the couch next to him, Kibum drew a long, slow breath, clearing his thoughts and wording his question carefully. "Tonight...we had that meeting with Hankyung-hyung, right?"
Yesung looked at him questioningly, eyebrows raised. "Yes..."
"And, also tonight, stuff happened at APM...right?" Kibum continued to ask, wringing his hands nervously in his lap.
A strange calm seemed to settle over Yesung as he closed his eyes briefly. When he opened them, his emotionless eyes sought Kibum's as he replied, "Yes."
Kibum swallowed, heart racing as he said, "Were those two events...somehow....related?" Did you do it for me, hyung?
Yesung had the same guarded look as he simply answered, "I don't know what you're talking about, Kibum. I asked you to come with me to Hankyung-hyung's place thinking that you would appreciate my actions, not question them." He got up, surprising Kibum, and continued, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go find some food. You're welcome to stay if you want, but if you do, I don't want to hear anymore of this nonsense. You need to remember that no matter how I act, I'm still your hyung. I don't have an obligation to answer your questions." With that, he strode off to the kitchen, leaving Kibum behind, scared and slightly shocked.
Did I go overboard? O no...this wasn't what I wanted to happen...Kibum frantically rose from the couch and headed over to where Yesung was, crouched in front of the open fridge. He reached out and placed his hands on Yesung's shoulders, massaging them gently as he said, "I'm sorry, hyung, I didn't mean it like that. I-" Yesung straightened up and turned around to look at him in the eyes. Kibum swallowed nervously before continuing, "I-I just don't want things to be like this between us." He waited for Yesung's response, still not seeing any emotion through the older man's eyes.
Yesung studied him for a few seconds, seemingly satisfied with Kibum's sincerity, and said, "Alright, Kibum." Kibum let out the breath he had been unknowingly holding. "Now..." Yesung turned back to the fridge, "Hmm...I don't see much that we can eat..." He started to rummage through the shelves, mumbling the items as he pushed them aside.
Kibum, eager to ease the tension between them, immediately stepped up to the challenge and said, "Hyung, why don't I cook for you tonight? You haven't had my cooking in so very long, so you can see if I've gotten any better." He winked at Yesung, earning him a grunt and a slight glare. "And no, I'm not testing out my flirting techniques on you, hyung. I just want to make up for what happened tonight..." He finished his sentence off somewhat lamely, not really wanting to bring up the issue again.
Yesung sighed, a resigned smile appearing slowly on his face. "Only if you want to, Kibummie." He reached out and patted Kibum's hair, and that coupled with the re-use of his nickname indicated that there were no hard feelings between them.
Kibum smiled widely, happy that his hyung was back to normal. "Alright then, hyung! Then...why don't you go back out to the living room? I want to keep this a surprise," he said as he playfully steered Yesung out of the kitchen.
"You'd better not mess this up. I don't know...I may not forgive you," pouted Yesung, sticking his tongue out, then running to the bathroom before Kibum could say anything else.
Was Yesung-hyung always this...full of fail? Kibum wondered as he laughed quietly to himself as he looked through the pantry for anything to make. As he gathered up the available ingredients, he decided to make some simple kimchi jjigae. He spotted a couple packs of ramen in the corner of the shelf, and decided, what the heck, I'll throw that in too.
As he opened the fridge to take the kimchi out, his eyes lingered over a half-empty bottle of soju. His hand extended slowly, taking hold of the green bottle and placing it on the counter. An evil glimmer appeared in his eyes as he snickered.
+~+~+
"Hyung! Come out to the kitchen, I'm done!" Kibum yelled, giving his special stew a final stir.
Yesung made his way into the kitchen slowly a few moments later, rubbing his eyes groggily. He tried holding back a yawn, but failed spectacularly as he let out a humongous yawn, causing Kibum to chuckle and ask, "Have a good nap, hyung?"
"Of course. But now I'm awake and not in a good mood, so this meal had better be good or else-" He tried to continue his threat, but another jaw-unlocking yawn ruined the overall effect.
Kibum burst out laughing this time, scooping up a bowl of the stew and saying, "Don't worry, Yesung-hyung. I'm sure this will be the tastiest kimchi jjigae ramyeon you've ever tasted in your life!"
Yesung eyed him warily, accepting the bowl handed to him suspiciously. He sniffed it, wrinkling his nose up as he did so. "Are you sure about that, Kibummie? Because...I don't know, something doesn't seem quite right about this."
Kibum's wide smile was still in place as he persisted. "Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with this. Look, I'll even try some for you." He scooped some into his own bowl and began slurping it up, his mouth emitting noises of delicious delight. He nodded his head a couple times, gesturing for Yesung to dig in as well.
"Well...if you say so..." Yesung carefully spooned some into his mouth. A thoughtful look crossed his face as he had another spoonful. And another one.
"Hey...this is pretty good," said Yesung, his spoon continuously moving between the bowl and his mouth.
Kibum laughed and said, "I told you so. I wouldn't lie to you, hyung~"
+~+~+
The meal would have passed by uneventfully if Yesung hadn't gotten up on the table and started dancing like an octopus, declaring loudly that yes, he had some dancing genes in him.
I think my plan worked a little too well, Kibum thought, as he tried to pull Yesung down. "Hyung, stop dancing on the table! You'll knock the-" BAM! "HYUNG! ARE YOU OK?" Kibum yelled, after witnessing Yesung knocking over the leftover jjigae with his foot and falling to the ground.
Yesung giggled as he sprawled out on the floor beneath the table. "Hehe...*hiccup*...of course I am...who do you think your hyung is, Kibummie? I'm a big shot in SJ! I look over...I look over...Kibummie, what do I look over again?" Yesung hiccuped and giggled again.
"You look over Megabox, Yesung-hyung. Now come on, I'll get you back to your room, ok?" He reached down and grabbed Yesung's arm, lifting him up. "Are you ok? Steady? Won't throw up anytime soon? Alright then, let's go."
They made their way towards his room, with Yesung stumbling here and there. Kibum heaved him onto the bed, thinking, and here I thought hyung wasn't eating well...I knew his cheeks weren't the only chubby parts on him.
Yesung continued with his gibberish as Kibum went to get a hot towel for him. "Kibummie...did my ceiling always have stars on them? I think I see them sparkling...hehe..."
Kibum tensed up. He had not told Yesung about his tattoo, and he did not plan to anytime soon. The last thing he wanted was for Yesung to think that he was some kind of creepy stalker. So instead, he simply replied, "No, hyung, you're just imagining things." He dabbed the towel on Yesung's face lightly, satisfied to see him relax and smile underneath him.
Kibum drew back and knelt by the bed, watching Yesung silently. He initially wanted to spike the jjigae with some leftover soju, knowing very well that Yesung's alcohol limit was limited, in order to further question him about that night's events. He had been slightly nervous when Yesung had brought up the fact that the stew tasted a little off, but relaxed once he continued to eat it. But now...Yesung didn't seem like he was in any sort of condition to answer any questions.
But having Yesung be half-unconcious had its benefits. Kibum could now ask away without worrying about consequences or awkward atmospheres. With Yesung's eyes closed, Kibum hesitantly brushed his bangs off his forehead and asked in a soft voice, "Hyung...did you really not know about tonight?"
No response. O well, I wasn't expecting any. As Kibum sighed and prepared to rise up, Yesung suddenly opened his eyes. Kibum's breath got caught in his throat, mind already forming excuses for his question when he saw Yesung close his eyes again and say, "If you wanted me to answer the question, you could've just asked me again before. I know...I sounded harsh before, but you didn't have to go through all this just to ask..."
So he knew... Yesung stretched out comfortably on the bed before continuing, eyes still closed. "If you really must know, then yes, I did. I got some information saying that the cops were having another search tonight, and that things could get complicated. I didn't know exactly what was going to happen, so I didn't want you to risk it, so I asked you to come along with me to see Hankyung-hyung."
"...Even if he didn't like it?" asked Kibum. "Why would you go so far for me?" His sweaty hands gripped the sheet, heart beating rapidly as he waited for an answer.
Yesung rolled onto his side so that he was facing Kibum, and reached out and cupped Kibum's face gently. Yesung's eyes brimmed with unshed tears, and before Kibum could control himself, his hand brushed them away lightly, slightly shaking from the anticipation. His touch seemed to bring Yesung to his senses as he let go, sniffling and smiling at the same time.
"I like you, Kibummie. I really do..." Kibum's heart beat even faster. Could this be possible? Yesung-hyung...Yesung-hyung likes me? A smile started to creep onto his face, until he saw...
...Yesung's smile slide off his face, and the tears were back. "But-"
Kibum's heart clenched. His smile was frozen in place, his face no longer listening to his emotions.
"But things will never work out between us." With that simple sentence, Yesung rolled over once more so that his face was hidden from Kibum, unable and unwilling to see the look of disappointment.
Kibum forgot how he managed to get out of the room and into the bathroom, where he splashed cold water onto his face. Cold water that helped him to wake up. Wake up from his dream of so many years. His dream that he and Yesung were more than just a hyung and his dongsaeng.
But such a dream cannot be let go of so easily.
Yesung-hyung...he just can't get over the fact that we are both men. That must be the reason why...it must...or no, maybe he's still drunk! Anything...just anything. Please don't let that be your final answer, hyung... Kibum thought desperately, his knuckles white from gripping the counter.
+~+~+
Yesung let his tears fall, unabashedly, once Kibum left the bedroom. Silent tears cascaded down his cheeks, yet he could not bring himself to wipe them away.
I know what you're thinking, Kibummie. You're thinking that I said that because I'm afraid. Afraid that we're both men. Or perhaps that I'm still drunk.
You can never be more wrong, my dear Kibummie. My dear, dear Kibummie. If I had the choice, I'd confess to you right now. But...
A cop cannot be in love with a gangster.
~~~
Notes:
- I know...it's been forever and ever since I've updated. I actually had most of this written over the weekend, but I couldn't quite finish it until later in the week >_< It's because...I'm taking two summer classes, and this is the last week of class. One of my teachers, I like. The other one...RAWRRR!! I don't like him...at all D:< So...basically, he overloads us with homework and take home tests on the last week because he can't get them done in class. Stupid teacher XP
- Ehh...not many notes this time. Other than I guess...kimchi jjigae? Hopefully I'm spelling that right ^^ It's basically...kimchi stew I guess o.O Not much to say about it hahaaha
- Yes...total EHB reference when Yesung dances on the table. I freakin love that show <33 and Yesung is so full of fail, it's amazing LOL XD
- I gotta say...I usually like yebum fluff and not yebum angst...but this needs to happen >_< I'm heartbroken as well T_T.
Chapter 5:
"Kibummie?" A soft voice permeated through the air.
Kibum snapped out of his daze and quickly replied, "Yes, hyung? Am I rubbing you too hard?"
"Ahh no, it's just that you've been rubbing the same spot for the last ten minutes...Is something on your mind?" Yesung asked, worried about his kind dongsaeng who was helping him with his bruises.
Something on my mind? Nothing, other than our entire history replaying in my mind. "Oh, I'm sorry...I must've dazed out for a bit. Well, I'm done. Are you feeling any better?" Kibum replied, tapping Yesung's backside lightly.
Yesung stretched out luxuriously, muscles rippling under his tight skin as he moved. A sleepy yawn prevented him from answering right away. "Mmm...yea, it feels a lot looser now. Hehe all thanks to my caring and adooooorable dongsaeng, right?" He smiled warmly up at Kibum, who was putting away the medicine oil back in its cabinet.
"It's good to hear some thankful words for once," said Kibum gruffly, trying to hide his own smile. "But I thought that you said you didn't like aegyo? So why are you acting all cute right now, hyung?"
Yesung narrowed his eyes. "Pfft...fine, if you don't want to see me, then leave! Go back to that lonely apartment of yours and read your books or something." He pouted at the younger man, revealing his own cuteness to the max.
"Aishh, hyung, why are you like this?" Kibum reached out and playfully rubbed his face. Upon Yesung's startled and playfully dark look, he asked, "Why does it seem like I'm the hyung around you...you're the one's who's supposed to be the mature one around here."
"That's because I save my maturity for everyone else. Only you can see this side of me," replied Yesung cheekily, getting up from the couch and heading over to the kitchen. "Hmm..what's there to eat...you should stay for a midnight snack, Kibummie, before you leave."
Kibum looked at the older man's back. Did he really just say that? Does he know what he could be implying? But...who am I kidding...he probably doesn't mean anything. But...what about Kyuhyun today? Did he mean for him to take the blame? Kibum thought back to his original intention in crashing Yesung's place in the middle of the night. He was going to find out what Yesung's intentions were, once and for all.
Yesung was still on a food hunt when Kibum said, "Hyung? Can you come over here for a minute? I have something I want to ask you."
As Yesung sat down on the couch next to him, Kibum drew a long, slow breath, clearing his thoughts and wording his question carefully. "Tonight...we had that meeting with Hankyung-hyung, right?"
Yesung looked at him questioningly, eyebrows raised. "Yes..."
"And, also tonight, stuff happened at APM...right?" Kibum continued to ask, wringing his hands nervously in his lap.
A strange calm seemed to settle over Yesung as he closed his eyes briefly. When he opened them, his emotionless eyes sought Kibum's as he replied, "Yes."
Kibum swallowed, heart racing as he said, "Were those two events...somehow....related?" Did you do it for me, hyung?
Yesung had the same guarded look as he simply answered, "I don't know what you're talking about, Kibum. I asked you to come with me to Hankyung-hyung's place thinking that you would appreciate my actions, not question them." He got up, surprising Kibum, and continued, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go find some food. You're welcome to stay if you want, but if you do, I don't want to hear anymore of this nonsense. You need to remember that no matter how I act, I'm still your hyung. I don't have an obligation to answer your questions." With that, he strode off to the kitchen, leaving Kibum behind, scared and slightly shocked.
Did I go overboard? O no...this wasn't what I wanted to happen...Kibum frantically rose from the couch and headed over to where Yesung was, crouched in front of the open fridge. He reached out and placed his hands on Yesung's shoulders, massaging them gently as he said, "I'm sorry, hyung, I didn't mean it like that. I-" Yesung straightened up and turned around to look at him in the eyes. Kibum swallowed nervously before continuing, "I-I just don't want things to be like this between us." He waited for Yesung's response, still not seeing any emotion through the older man's eyes.
Yesung studied him for a few seconds, seemingly satisfied with Kibum's sincerity, and said, "Alright, Kibum." Kibum let out the breath he had been unknowingly holding. "Now..." Yesung turned back to the fridge, "Hmm...I don't see much that we can eat..." He started to rummage through the shelves, mumbling the items as he pushed them aside.
Kibum, eager to ease the tension between them, immediately stepped up to the challenge and said, "Hyung, why don't I cook for you tonight? You haven't had my cooking in so very long, so you can see if I've gotten any better." He winked at Yesung, earning him a grunt and a slight glare. "And no, I'm not testing out my flirting techniques on you, hyung. I just want to make up for what happened tonight..." He finished his sentence off somewhat lamely, not really wanting to bring up the issue again.
Yesung sighed, a resigned smile appearing slowly on his face. "Only if you want to, Kibummie." He reached out and patted Kibum's hair, and that coupled with the re-use of his nickname indicated that there were no hard feelings between them.
Kibum smiled widely, happy that his hyung was back to normal. "Alright then, hyung! Then...why don't you go back out to the living room? I want to keep this a surprise," he said as he playfully steered Yesung out of the kitchen.
"You'd better not mess this up. I don't know...I may not forgive you," pouted Yesung, sticking his tongue out, then running to the bathroom before Kibum could say anything else.
Was Yesung-hyung always this...full of fail? Kibum wondered as he laughed quietly to himself as he looked through the pantry for anything to make. As he gathered up the available ingredients, he decided to make some simple kimchi jjigae. He spotted a couple packs of ramen in the corner of the shelf, and decided, what the heck, I'll throw that in too.
As he opened the fridge to take the kimchi out, his eyes lingered over a half-empty bottle of soju. His hand extended slowly, taking hold of the green bottle and placing it on the counter. An evil glimmer appeared in his eyes as he snickered.
+~+~+
"Hyung! Come out to the kitchen, I'm done!" Kibum yelled, giving his special stew a final stir.
Yesung made his way into the kitchen slowly a few moments later, rubbing his eyes groggily. He tried holding back a yawn, but failed spectacularly as he let out a humongous yawn, causing Kibum to chuckle and ask, "Have a good nap, hyung?"
"Of course. But now I'm awake and not in a good mood, so this meal had better be good or else-" He tried to continue his threat, but another jaw-unlocking yawn ruined the overall effect.
Kibum burst out laughing this time, scooping up a bowl of the stew and saying, "Don't worry, Yesung-hyung. I'm sure this will be the tastiest kimchi jjigae ramyeon you've ever tasted in your life!"
Yesung eyed him warily, accepting the bowl handed to him suspiciously. He sniffed it, wrinkling his nose up as he did so. "Are you sure about that, Kibummie? Because...I don't know, something doesn't seem quite right about this."
Kibum's wide smile was still in place as he persisted. "Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with this. Look, I'll even try some for you." He scooped some into his own bowl and began slurping it up, his mouth emitting noises of delicious delight. He nodded his head a couple times, gesturing for Yesung to dig in as well.
"Well...if you say so..." Yesung carefully spooned some into his mouth. A thoughtful look crossed his face as he had another spoonful. And another one.
"Hey...this is pretty good," said Yesung, his spoon continuously moving between the bowl and his mouth.
Kibum laughed and said, "I told you so. I wouldn't lie to you, hyung~"
+~+~+
The meal would have passed by uneventfully if Yesung hadn't gotten up on the table and started dancing like an octopus, declaring loudly that yes, he had some dancing genes in him.
I think my plan worked a little too well, Kibum thought, as he tried to pull Yesung down. "Hyung, stop dancing on the table! You'll knock the-" BAM! "HYUNG! ARE YOU OK?" Kibum yelled, after witnessing Yesung knocking over the leftover jjigae with his foot and falling to the ground.
Yesung giggled as he sprawled out on the floor beneath the table. "Hehe...*hiccup*...of course I am...who do you think your hyung is, Kibummie? I'm a big shot in SJ! I look over...I look over...Kibummie, what do I look over again?" Yesung hiccuped and giggled again.
"You look over Megabox, Yesung-hyung. Now come on, I'll get you back to your room, ok?" He reached down and grabbed Yesung's arm, lifting him up. "Are you ok? Steady? Won't throw up anytime soon? Alright then, let's go."
They made their way towards his room, with Yesung stumbling here and there. Kibum heaved him onto the bed, thinking, and here I thought hyung wasn't eating well...I knew his cheeks weren't the only chubby parts on him.
Yesung continued with his gibberish as Kibum went to get a hot towel for him. "Kibummie...did my ceiling always have stars on them? I think I see them sparkling...hehe..."
Kibum tensed up. He had not told Yesung about his tattoo, and he did not plan to anytime soon. The last thing he wanted was for Yesung to think that he was some kind of creepy stalker. So instead, he simply replied, "No, hyung, you're just imagining things." He dabbed the towel on Yesung's face lightly, satisfied to see him relax and smile underneath him.
Kibum drew back and knelt by the bed, watching Yesung silently. He initially wanted to spike the jjigae with some leftover soju, knowing very well that Yesung's alcohol limit was limited, in order to further question him about that night's events. He had been slightly nervous when Yesung had brought up the fact that the stew tasted a little off, but relaxed once he continued to eat it. But now...Yesung didn't seem like he was in any sort of condition to answer any questions.
But having Yesung be half-unconcious had its benefits. Kibum could now ask away without worrying about consequences or awkward atmospheres. With Yesung's eyes closed, Kibum hesitantly brushed his bangs off his forehead and asked in a soft voice, "Hyung...did you really not know about tonight?"
No response. O well, I wasn't expecting any. As Kibum sighed and prepared to rise up, Yesung suddenly opened his eyes. Kibum's breath got caught in his throat, mind already forming excuses for his question when he saw Yesung close his eyes again and say, "If you wanted me to answer the question, you could've just asked me again before. I know...I sounded harsh before, but you didn't have to go through all this just to ask..."
So he knew... Yesung stretched out comfortably on the bed before continuing, eyes still closed. "If you really must know, then yes, I did. I got some information saying that the cops were having another search tonight, and that things could get complicated. I didn't know exactly what was going to happen, so I didn't want you to risk it, so I asked you to come along with me to see Hankyung-hyung."
"...Even if he didn't like it?" asked Kibum. "Why would you go so far for me?" His sweaty hands gripped the sheet, heart beating rapidly as he waited for an answer.
Yesung rolled onto his side so that he was facing Kibum, and reached out and cupped Kibum's face gently. Yesung's eyes brimmed with unshed tears, and before Kibum could control himself, his hand brushed them away lightly, slightly shaking from the anticipation. His touch seemed to bring Yesung to his senses as he let go, sniffling and smiling at the same time.
"I like you, Kibummie. I really do..." Kibum's heart beat even faster. Could this be possible? Yesung-hyung...Yesung-hyung likes me? A smile started to creep onto his face, until he saw...
...Yesung's smile slide off his face, and the tears were back. "But-"
Kibum's heart clenched. His smile was frozen in place, his face no longer listening to his emotions.
"But things will never work out between us." With that simple sentence, Yesung rolled over once more so that his face was hidden from Kibum, unable and unwilling to see the look of disappointment.
Kibum forgot how he managed to get out of the room and into the bathroom, where he splashed cold water onto his face. Cold water that helped him to wake up. Wake up from his dream of so many years. His dream that he and Yesung were more than just a hyung and his dongsaeng.
But such a dream cannot be let go of so easily.
Yesung-hyung...he just can't get over the fact that we are both men. That must be the reason why...it must...or no, maybe he's still drunk! Anything...just anything. Please don't let that be your final answer, hyung... Kibum thought desperately, his knuckles white from gripping the counter.
+~+~+
Yesung let his tears fall, unabashedly, once Kibum left the bedroom. Silent tears cascaded down his cheeks, yet he could not bring himself to wipe them away.
I know what you're thinking, Kibummie. You're thinking that I said that because I'm afraid. Afraid that we're both men. Or perhaps that I'm still drunk.
You can never be more wrong, my dear Kibummie. My dear, dear Kibummie. If I had the choice, I'd confess to you right now. But...
A cop cannot be in love with a gangster.
~~~
Notes:
- I know...it's been forever and ever since I've updated. I actually had most of this written over the weekend, but I couldn't quite finish it until later in the week >_< It's because...I'm taking two summer classes, and this is the last week of class. One of my teachers, I like. The other one...RAWRRR!! I don't like him...at all D:< So...basically, he overloads us with homework and take home tests on the last week because he can't get them done in class. Stupid teacher XP
- Ehh...not many notes this time. Other than I guess...kimchi jjigae? Hopefully I'm spelling that right ^^ It's basically...kimchi stew I guess o.O Not much to say about it hahaaha
- Yes...total EHB reference when Yesung dances on the table. I freakin love that show <33 and Yesung is so full of fail, it's amazing LOL XD
- I gotta say...I usually like yebum fluff and not yebum angst...but this needs to happen >_< I'm heartbroken as well T_T.